He stands,
looking out the window,
looking at the world,
seeing his world
with the hole ripped in it…
Day: January 23, 2021
one hand open
to welcome the gray area,
other hand clenched
to represent
the size of my blood pump,
according to third-grade
biology, pulsing….
We are like a tree,
layers of old on the new…
One flame into two,
a flower into a field…
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